Joan Haste

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These two lay there silent, locked in each other's arms among the graves

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Joan Haste

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'Oh, he is dead! and it is my fault'

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'I'll bring the doctor back myself'

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Lady Graves and her daughter entered the hall

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'I am not sentimental, but ... I's marry a Russian Jew rather than see the old place go the dogs'

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Joan Haste was but a village girl

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Samuel Rock

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Before him stood the object of his search

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So Edward wrote first and went afterwards

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I think that we have met before

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'What an insufferable man!' was Henry's inward comment

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'I gathered, Mr. Milward, that you are not very quick of comprehension'

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Mr. Levinger grew curiously excited

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Ellen took in the situation at a glance

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He chanced upon Emma

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'I have lived my life, Levinger, and I am fading away'

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'Pity that you made up your mind to go, Captain Graves'

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'I will say no more; you know what I mean'

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'I will tell you how matters stand'

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A vivid sunbeam fell full upon the girl's pale countenance

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It would have spared me a great deal of agitation

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Joan Haste

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They... set out upon the long trudge back to Bradmouth

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'I want the doctor, please, miss'

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'My poor boy,' said Lady Graves

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Joan was Henry's most constant attendant

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'Let me grieve' she answered

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Joan Haste

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She.... watched him while he slept

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The doctor.... began to examine Joan's shoulders

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He seated himself in a gingerly fashion

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He was snatching at his beard

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A man stood in the middle of the path

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Now Mrs. Gillingwater arose in her wrath

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Her appearance fascinated her

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Kiss away my tears this once

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He heard the workmen nailing the hatchment of the departed baronet beneath his window

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'Of course,' went on the lawyer

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Joan Haste

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Indeed, in that moment she was lovely.

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'I'd marry a Russian Jew rather that see the old place go to the dogs'

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'Samuel picked up the book and swore... at her dictation.'

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'I have waited for you here, ... because I have things that I must tell you in private'

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'There my dear,' said Mrs. Bird, ... 'this is my family.'

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'And now ... get out of my way before I forget myself.'

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'My name? Oh! My name!' gasped Joan.

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Her few books with which she could not... part.

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'Your daughter!'

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'Come on, Sir Henry— Come on!'

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And these two lay there silent.

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'So we meet at last.'

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They... set out upon the long trudge to Bradmouth.

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A white face glowering into the room.

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'Forgive me Mr. Levinger, there is another side to the question.'

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'It is Joan Haste.'

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A vivid sunbeam... fell upon the girl's pale countenance.

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'Go back. I forbid you.'

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Samuel Rock

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'You remember my words when you lie a-dying.'

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Taking up the crutch, ... Henry hurled it straight at him

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Very soon you will live to regret that you dared to put such a deadly affront upon me

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I have not come here to lecture you

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'How can I tell you what I don't know, aunt?'

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'Look here, Willy. If you say another word about me and Sir Henry Graves, I'll get out and walk'

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Joan Haste

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'One word, my dear,' said Ellen, halting

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'Graves,' he said, 'think again before you say that'

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Her wardrobe was not large, but then neither was the box

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'I may as well tell you that it is all nonsense'

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The poor girl began to sob as she walked

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'Do not kiss me'

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He went to the window and stood with his face to the light

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Joan Haste

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She taxed him roundly with

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'Who the devil are you?'

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The ten days of his stay came to an end

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'I hope that you will have a pleasant time up in London, Joan'

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The Vixen prepared to slam the door

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'You'll do,' said the manager

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Jim... swept both the mother and the daughter into a confused embrace

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An enormous man of about forty... with a perpetual smile

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A policeman seized her by the arm, and dragged her into safety

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Jim... swept both the mother and the daughter into a confused embrace

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Joan Haste

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'Go back! I forbid you'

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And she put her arms around her, and kissed her

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Mrs. Bird posted it with her own hands

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Mrs. Gillingwater glanced at him out of the corners of her eyes

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'What do you know of the history of the case, Mrs. Bird?'

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'Here's some luck at last, anyway'

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Mrs. Gillingwater had leisure to observe the room

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He shot his long arm across the table

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'You remember my words when you lie a-dying'

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Joan Haste

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Joan Haste

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Amid showers of slippers and rice

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'What conclusion have you come to, Henry?'

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Thomson announced that the boy was ready

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I feel stronger than I have in weeks

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It flashed across her that this person was Mr. Samuel Rock

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'Surely you are Lady Graves?'

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'Just what I expected: how good he is!'

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Joan's mind was very much of a blank

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He lied boldly, answering, 'That is my name'

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Samuel picked up the book

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'Impossible! It must be a hoax!'

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'And now for Heaven's sake get out of my way!'

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'Here I am,' said Mr. Levinger

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'I will be your wife, Sir Henry'

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Joan found a dogcart waiting for her

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'Joan, you are my daughter'

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Joan Haste

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'I have things that I must tell you in private'

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Helping his wife out of the carriage

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The dying man... let fall his hands

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'Dead! shrieked the madman— 'dead, dead!'

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'Oh! my God, this is more than I can bear'

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A white face glowering into the room through the iron bars

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The terrified beast broke into a gallop

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Oh! Joan, Joan, my darling

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A tongue of flame shot out

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Henry dashed forward and knelt down

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'Oh, this is terrible, terrible!' said Lady Graves

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Joan Haste

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'Your daughter!' she said, rising in her astonishment

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She sank down on the box and began to weep

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To the ivy he clung desperately, striving to find foothold with his heels

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'Now,' she said, as Samuel rose slowly from the mire, 'listen to me'

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You remember my words when you lie a-dying